| Shaking off the tresholds of a long forgotten dream
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| And you just can’t make it last
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| Coaching paradise on a personal line
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| But you get fired to fast
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| And you lie, memories drifting by
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| Love don’t make it on those pin-striped nights
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| When you’re looking through someone’s disguise
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| You can’t make it alone, so you gotta make a move
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| But you’re looking at nobody’s eyes
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| Well that’s love, or maybe love come and go
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| Looking for love is a danger zone
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| Love don’t go begging in the danger zone
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| You won’t get nothing from the danger zone
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| Tales that you tell from the stories that you’ll hear
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| And you’ll get what you can while you may
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| Don’t understand when you’re looking for a dame
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| But it’s only a heartbreak away
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| And you’ll learn, faking has no return
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| No way when you’re feeling that way
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| Will your feet get caught up in the crowd
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| And the song that you sing is too soft to be heard
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| But your speakers are way too loud
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| Like the pain, loving is no big game
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| Looking for love is a danger zone
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| No don’t go living in the danger zone
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| You won’t get nothing from the danger zone
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| Don’t take no chances in the danger zone
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| Love don’t go begging in the danger zone
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| No don’t go living in the danger zone
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| You won’t get nothing from the danger zone
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| Don’t take no chances in the danger zone
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| Love don’t go begging in the danger zone |